Your Last Line - 1/5

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Postby Randolph in Tardis » Fri Jan 08, 2010 9:10 pm

He kissed her with all the tenderness and passion of a man who had just been saved from spending eternity as a cat by the woman he loved.

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Re: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby J Scot Lee » Sat Jan 09, 2010 12:58 am

"You've got to be kidding me," he said, staring at the sandwich.

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Re: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby J Scot Lee » Sat Jan 09, 2010 12:58 am

"You've got to be kidding me," he said, staring at the sandwich.

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RE: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby writerontherun86 » Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:04 am

Wow, that's pretty good. I like how you delivered a brief synopsis of your story while allowing your audience to imagine the events that led up to your ending. I think that's how a book ending should be.

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RE: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby M G Kizzia » Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:21 am

            Debra slipped into the Michael’s arms, looked up at his worried face and smiled to offer her last ounce of support.  Michael returned her smile, but his eyes were on the Control Console from the Ark and the Pinky Elder that was plugged into the computer to give voice to the enemy.  To be sure, every eye on the battlefield was watching.

            “Taking its time.”  Jerome voiced his impatience.

            “Hush.  It took God seven days to make all this.  We can wait seven minutes.”  David said as he picked up the map of the world to keep it from blowing away.  He ran his finger along the sixty degree north line to see exactly what was being offered.  He only paused once, to wonder if Saint Petersburg would be in or out.

            After a long moment, lights flashed on the console and the Pinky Elder spoke one word:  “Agreed.”

            No one moved.  No one knew what to say.  Even the Control Console did not appear to know what to do next.

            “Gentlemen.”  John Lee Walker knew what to do.  He holstered his pistol, put his rifle casually to his shoulder, tossed a grin to Alice and stepped forward.  “I believe we are now a two species planet.”

            Michael looked at Debra.  He kissed her forehead and let her go, but she grabbed his arm to stay at his side while he walked up to the Pinky Elder.  He stuck out his right hand.  There was another brief wait while the Control Console did a quick data search.  Then the Elder put his hand out to shake, and he smiled as well, a very human looking affectation.

            “Welcome home.”  Michael said.

            “Thang Q.”


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Re: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby tfd » Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:47 am

In the dust where Aristotle's mansion should have been, Macgready noticed a small silver object glinting in the sunlight. He knelt and picked it up. The Priest's cross. Proof. But where had they gone? Artistotle? The Priest? The Girl? Macgready placed the silver chain around his neck. He would find them. Somehow.

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RE: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby Aydensdad » Sat Jan 09, 2010 8:55 am

The rift was closed. Richard knew that as well as he knew his own heartbeat. It was a part of him. The darkness had been stopped. Yet, the sacrifice had been too great and now he just wanted to close his eyes and rest. Rest forever. ' I need you yet, my champion' She whispered once more in his mind.

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RE: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby ShAyShAy » Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:44 am

"Its over now Ray!"Elore told me as he cradled me in his arms."Thank you for getting Mell out of Well Mitch's life."He's a young vampire he cant controll how much he wants to kill her over how much he loves her."
"I hope you know i love you and i would nver kill you Ray." i looked up at him and kissed him ''I love you!"we said at the same time.I giggled.knock knock"Come in mell!"She walked in in tears with a huge gush of blood coming out of her neck then she callapsed."Mell!"i screamed she got out 3 wordS "Mitch.Is.Back" i looked at Elore he looked at me both of us shaking.

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RE: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby Dnalloh » Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:06 am

The escort opened a plain gray door, swinging it inward without stepping inside. She motioned for the man in the gray jumpsuit to enter, and he did, as was expected of him, but he stayed just inside the door frame.
As the light neared him from the far end of the room, he grabbed her arm and pulled her in with him. They went together.
The guard at the front desk heard a door slam, and soon after the unexpected screams of a woman.
He straightened a stack of papers and began to stamp the late general's signature onto each and every one of them.

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RE: Your Last Line - 1/5

Postby Contrast » Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:26 pm

Ter smiled morosely and set his fingers to the ivory keys and began playing a small composition that vaguely resembled an upbeat version of Beethoven's "Moonlight sonata".

Lara chocked back sobs, "Please!" she bit down hard on her brother's retraining arm. He cried out and released her. She lunged.

A gunshot. The sound of a G-flat. Lara's scream.

Ter's sad smile quivered for a moment, shuddered, then he slumped forward, creating a harsh sound on the piano. He pitched to the left side, fell of of the black leather piano bench and was still. Scarlet soaked through the back his white shirt.

His eyes were glazed over and staring directly at Laura the smile still playing on his lips, as if mocking her.

Her father walked over to the now motionless body and delivered a savage steel-toe-booted kick to the body's face, destroying it forever with a sickening crack.

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